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The Alpha’s Desire 2(38)

By:Willow Brooks
 
 
 
“Pizza?” I asked. “Really, at a time like this, you want pizza? I think I would throw up a sip of water.”
 
 
 
“I’ve been getting in some good work outs here with you,” he teased, finally making his way to the bed to plant a kiss on my forehead. “We can’t lose our time together to worrying about the future. I learned that over the years in this job. Worry is just wasted time. You deal with things when they happen, not worry if they will happen. What good does that do anyone, rally?”
 
 
 
Just then my front door slammed.
 
 
 
“I thought they were gone?” I questioned.
 
 
 
“They are,” he said as he moved to the bedroom door.
 
 
 
 
 
Chapter Ten
 
 
 
“Christina,” a purposely elongated shout, with the husky tones of a sexual predator luring in his bait, came from my living room just as Lex opened the bedroom door.
 
 
 
The strange tone sent shivers down my spine as Lex rushed out toward the sound. I stood there in shock for a second before my feet moved me forward after him. His hand stretched out behind him, and he caught me and pulled me close. His own cold shiver of fear punched me in the gut, as did the smell of having walked into a dog pound. The touch of his hand on my arm now tingled as usual, but it held a profound, steady warmth that seemed to pulse, along with the steady thumping of our hearts.
 
 
 
Not only did I stand peering around Lex’s shoulder at a man in an expensive looking black suit surrounded my several wolves, but I stood in a room I didn’t recognize. Surreal, a wash of dizziness threatened to unglue me. While I trusted Lex with my life, he was beyond outnumbered here. He had to be. Plus, if the guy with the suit was any indication, they’d pulled out someone in higher ranks. That couldn’t be good. The subtle shake of my head only served to solidify my plight, having gone past a natural instinct for defense to some semblance of rational thinking.
 
 
 
“What is this?” Lex growled, the depth of his tone once again more animal than human. In these situations, it never got to be a more frightening warning of bad things to come than that.
 
 
 
“We’ve come to check in, is all,” the man in the suit answered, a snug, half smile raising the corners of his mouth.
 
 
 
The shiny black of his suit in contrast with the stark white of his dress shirt only accentuated his rich tan. So, he hadn’t spent as much time in an office as his attire claimed. A cap of brown curls fell unruly around his face, again signaling that his clothing of choice today wasn’t his typical. Not that he didn’t appear put together, as his hair was obviously groomed to go that way judging by the sheen of hair product on it. Still, he looked like a slimy fish out of water, standing there in that get up. Which led my mind to re-evaluate his more rugged than refined stance.
 
 
 
Regardless, of all the mixed signals, if a girl had run into this guy on the street, they’d either think themselves lucky or wonder what was wrong with the cute rich guy. I assumed he could shift as well. Surely they didn’t have a leader that wasn’t one of them. So, the big question remained: what was their angle here?
 
 
 
Lex had only huffed in response to the man’s words, so they now stood at a stalemate with no one talking. The silence literally suffocated me as I held my breath waiting for that final shoe to drop and fill us in on the purpose behind their visit. Not breathing, I considered myself lucky. Not to say that werewolves smell, but that many oversized wolves in one room produced quite the odor, especially when mingled with the contaminated smell of new furniture and carpet.
 
 
 
The black suit guy grinned while Lex frowned. Each wolf, six total I’d counted, sat there at attention, taking up every inch of space, even in my spacious apartment living room.
 
 
 
“Love what you’ve done with the place,” our unwelcome visitor sought to maneuver us into some inane conversation.
 
 
 
Lex and I stood at the small square of a hallway that consisted of two doors now at our back, but opened at our fronts into the open floorplan of the kitchen and living room. My hand rested on a nice new cream colored couch, with rich roses printed on it. I feared I’d never get a good look at it before they destroyed it, too. I held gulped-in air and then held my breath again, waiting for someone to speak. Lex could not handle seven wolves alone, if suit guy shifted, was all that went through my mind on a loop.